Hay Y'all

Hay Y'all I'm bringing sexy back by way of head lamps. Not really, but at 4:50 am you need some light. This particular "light" gave off about as much light as my phone. Not conducive to seeing mass murders, killer rabbits, holes and such. Met two super ladies today. I was the lagger of the three. I am not sure if lagger is a word. Which reminds me...that moment when........you meet someone and they say "I'm an English major". Automatically, I go into panic mode and feel I need a refresher course. "Did I use, your, your're, there, their etc. the correct way!? There was a reason I was not an English major. I can barely spell much less use the correct word in a sentence. Forgive me and don't judge me, I'm a good person! As the "lagger" I felt like I was watching those horror B movies. The ones where you yell out loud "don't be the lagger!, he's right behind you!!". "That's what you get LAGGER"! Everyone knows the murder waits in the shadows (my computer tried to spell showers, that's a different movie) for the injured, slow person. Lucky for me I made it out of the woods unscathed. I was wishing I had some sort of defensive skills just in case. You never know when a wackadoo is behind you. Most days it's just my boys poking me in my side. They know it's the mom weakness and I literally drop everything and jump around like ants are in my pants. They think it's the funniest thing ever. As harsh as I try to look at them to stop, the laughing confuses them and they continue. Life with boys, you hear, see and endure some mildly rude behavior that most of society would frown upon. I guess that makes me mildly rude as well just by guilt of association.
    Four miles I logged today. I didn't run the entire thing, but as far as I know most people don't rock out four miles on their first try. If they do, awesome, but I can't compare myself to "those" kind. I have plans for tomorrow and I am not sure if my legs will cooperate with the things I need them to do. Am I already making excuses for tomorrow....nah. 
   Speaking of mildly rude. I found the funniest website today. I once thought the dang you auto correct website was hilarious but this is a new funny. Dog shaming. Just google it. My side hurt from laughing so hard.

moving forward

I have had a very interesting week. I will refrain from being negative. It is easy for people to find faults in others rather than the good. People are just petty.
   I am looking forward and staying positive. I am trying new things and meeting new people. I am really excited about the 5am running thing. If I can just get this sleeping issue behind me I will feel 100% better. Apparently it's an epidemic.
  Another "positive" note. The boys are really enjoying school...so far. Yes I am aware that it has only been 4 days. I can tell Ethan really enjoys the responsibility of being Student Ambassador. Whatever keeps him motivated. I think Eric likes school mainly because the girls love him so. I almost feel bad for the ladies once Eric is older. It will be interesting for them, trying to get through me, and it should just be fun for me. Yep, I am serious.
  I plan to run at 5am in the morning with some very cool ladies and Saturday a self defense class. I am really excited about that....and nervous. I am certain I will look like an idiot but hey if you can't laugh at yourself...........
 

tuesday reflection

I was sitting at a red light and looked over to see this ^. Perfect description of my day and apparently his day as well. I will spare you my morning details because it involves a cat, a floor and my foot. Next. 
 I spent about two hours running errands and realized my shirt was inside out. Sadly, that is not my first rodeo.One thing saved me. My long hair. 
 I managed to run this evening at the gym. Logged my two miles in. All the while with side pain. I don't know why this has started but it is incredibly annoying and needs to stop, immediately. I found a group of ladies that meet and run at 5am a few days a week. I've been trying for a week to meet up with them. Rain delays, school stuff etc has kept me away. Of course I'd be fibbing if I said I wasn't intimated by these ladies that rock out an easy 3 miles several times a week. Oh by the way...I can't run three miles yet....surprise. My thought is, I'd be a third wheel. I love my optimism. Seriously though, I need to tell them I am quite deficient in my running skills. (sighs) I know, I know, you have to start somewhere. Blah blah blah. 

My view, headed to the gym. For anyone wigging out, I was at a red light. The end. 

Superior catlings and son-lings

So, if you own a cat you have an interesting life. If you have a stubborn, curious, sassy cat you get this above picture. Those treats were in an above cabinet(closed at that). She sniffs it out, opens the door, knocks them into the floor and proceeds to open the treats. Unassisted. I assure you. Miss Lily thinks she owns the kitchen table, the couch, the bed..basically anywhere she finds. What is completely ridiculous....Lily is a bad influence. Once she thought she could run across the table, bar area and couch, Ramone did  the same thing. Here is the worst part....my human son thought it was a good idea as well.........wait...what????!!!? Yes Eric. Who guessed that? 
  I ran today around the neighborhood. Half hardheartedly I said "who wants to run around the neighborhood?".  Really, did not expect anyone to volunteer. Then...I hear "I'll go". Crap! Now I have a child who wants to run with me. Pressure, harassment, blah. No turning back. 
  When I first started running I could not run the entire neighborhood. Today, I ran without stopping. In the background I hear "wait", "Oh my ankle", " I gotta take a break".  No worries people, Eric was just fine, his ego on the other hand....eh. His day will come but not in elementary lol!!

Running/stuff

Some days are grand and some days are.......................

That's a bit of a dramatic picture of myself, but I liked it and it told a story without giving details. On a side note, it's a free photo app on my phone. Free is allllllways good. 

    Some days you feel like running and some days you feel like a nut. If you had to guess which way I leaned today you may be wrong. I did "put on my big girls undies" by the way, I hate/despise/abhor that saying more than mosquito's. THAT is huge. I don't like to use any saying that people have beat into the ground------>like a dead horse. That saying is not obnoxious but rather scary and concerning. I say mosquito's because apparently this house was built on a sacred burial ground for mosquito's. I can walk to the mailbox, 10/20 yards max and need a blood transfusion and a life time supply of hydro cortisone cream. BTW, I just tried to spell hydrowhatchamicallit 4 times before I went and just got the danged tube. I spelled it right, but auto correct wants to add a space between hydro-asdfjhlakjhe. You win auto-correct, you win. 

    All that to say. I ran today. 1.5 miles and walked a mile. I had a Blueberry/peach/spinach/yogurt smoothie for breakfast. Not near as gross as it sounds. However, it does not sit on your belly very long. By the time I made it to the gym my stomach was growling...really?! Can we add that to my day as well...why not. To be optimistic, I felt like the bottom of a shoe and still left the house..better yet, went and ran (hungry and all). It's a step in the right direction. If you don't agree your welcome to come sit out on my patio with the skeeters ;) Just kidding...mostly.